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Olivia’s preschool had their first field trip last week, to where else but the pumpkin patch of course! The patch was actually all the way out in Carnation at Camp Korey, which is about 30 minutes east of here. It’s gorgeous out there.

It was such a riot to get a glimpse into these kids days together. They were discussing seeds and their favorite vegetables here, and I actually heard the following answers: “hot dogs” and “potato chips”.

Olivia and this little guy have a strange relationship. As in he pushes her and then will rub her back after she falls. I don’t know if they love each other or actually hate each other.

Please notice how small she is compared to the rest of the kids. One of the boys (the giant one standing to her left) calls her “the tiny one”.

Picking (and eating) chocolate mint leaves.

Cutting her pumpkin of choice. This was a legit pumpkin patch, none of that sissy nicely picked and displayed pumpkin business here!

S’mores!

Her class lineup (there are two classes of eight – hers is the “spotted frogs” and the other is the “green frogs”). Cuties. And, as you can see, in no way did any of them want to take a group photo.

So last weekend, in an effort to be cheap and not pay for a photographer, I dragged the fam out to shoot some pictures in hopes that I would get something decent enough to use on our Christmas card this year. Let’s just say that Doug was less than excited about this prospect and that I had to bribe both him and Olivia to participate.

Because we were literally hitting the timer button and then running to get in front of the camera, these photos turned out, well, less than great. Like this.

And this.

And a lotta this.
We’re a classy bunch.

Out of the hundred I took, this one was, eh, okay. The lighting was pretty dark and my editing skills just aren’t good enough to salvage it enough. I thankfully have one that’s better but I’m saving that for the card so I’m not putting it on here.

I did manage to get some cute shots of Olivia, though!

My loves.

The most entertaining part of the day? We ran into the Wehri’s, who had the same brilliant photo shoot idea as us. And Ali and I were wearing the EXACT same shirt. Dorks. And Maren and Olivia, well as you can see they also coordinated. Apoligies now to anyone who gets Christmas cards from both of us, I swear this was totally unplanned. Classic.

The girls were super excited to be matching, they totally hammed it up for me.

Lessons learned: #1, if you’re not going to pay for a photographer, you better a) get yourself a remote (Santa, do you hear me?) and b) drag someone along who can pull genuine smiles out of your child and let you know if they’re picking their nose/playing with their hair/just generally acting like a 3 year old. And #2, it’s probably worth it to pay someone else if you want more than one somewhat decent family shot.

She’s been looking forward to this for months. She’s been begging to go for a long time, but classes don’t start until age three, and then summer was so busy that I didn’t want to sign up and pay for a bunch of classes we wouldn’t be able to make. But now that we’re settled down for a bit and in the school routine, it was finally her big day. And it did not disappoint.

One of our neighbors who is a couple of years older has been nicely teaching her some moves. She says that this is her “favorite”.
And the two week old glow stick? Apparently a necessary accessory. Can’t argue with three year old logic (and really, it’s just not worth the battle).

Dying of cuteness. seriously. I keep telling her that I want to freeze her so she never grows up.

And here’s a little video of her big debut shot through the window. Mute it, because all you’ll hear is other moms chatting in the background which isn’t very exciting. Just pretend there’s some lovely classical music playing instead.

She emerged from the class with the BIGGEST smile on her face. It was beyond adorable. I’m pretty sure she’s hooked.

Hello blog world! Has it really been a month? Ooops. Blogging is one of those things that once you get behind it just seems like a daunting task to catch up on, so I just keep putting it off…and putting it off some more.

Anyhoo, all is well here in the land of Perry, we’ve just been enjoying the last bits of summer (and soaking up the warm weather and almost record-breaking dry spell of 50 days, which is no joke here in Seattle). Dare I say that I might actually be ready for fall this year? Somebody slap me in two months for saying that. I give you permission.

Let’s rewind to early August. My mom came up for a nice long visit before she headed back to work for the school year. We had a busy, busy trip and packed in a ton of activities – lots of boat time, Bainbridge Island, Fox Hollow, the Chihuly Exhibit, Mariners games, the beach, swimming, and of course lots of shopping. Here’s some highlights of the trip:

The view from the ferry out to Bainbridge. We managed to hit it on a picture-perfect summer day.

Lunch (and a bubble bear) at Bainbridge Bakers.

Yep, it was just a bit windy on the sound.

A visit to Fox Hollow with playgroup buddies.

And, of course, photos with her BFF Maren. These two are seriously so cute together, and it’s been so fun to watch their friendship develop and mature. Whether it’s been 5 minutes or 5 days they’re always so happy to see each other.

Helping me make whipped cream for Grandma Dorothy’s birthday.

And celebrating with the birthday girl.

Gorgeous sunset boat ride.

A visit to the Woodland Park Zoo.

Go Mariners!!!

And to end the trip, and Olivia-free trip to the Chihuly glass garden and exhibit. If you find yourself in Seattle, definitely check this out!

Whew, I think that’s it from my mom’s visit. Sorry for the photo overload, that’s what happens when you’re playing catch-up.

First of all, Happy Mother’s Day to all of you momma’s! And especially to the two most important moms in my life, my mom and mother-in-law. I am so lucky to have you, you have truly taught me how to be a mom.

We kicked off the absolutely gorgeous weekend with popsicles on a Friday afternoon. If this doesn’t make you smile, well I don’t know what would.

I came across some cute ideas for Mother’s Day gifts on Pinterest (of course), and Olivia and I worked on a little craft for Chris. It turned out pretty cute! Here’s Olivia showing off her gift.

Please excuse the super cheesy face, she’s in that phase that when you ask her to smile she looks like a total goofball.

She was very serious about her “interview for grandma”. Her answers cracked me up.

(I printed her answers on cardstock and then framed them with a pre-matted 4×6 frame from Aaron Brothers. The flags are from Paper Source, easier than making them myself!)

This picture of her kills me. When did she get so old? Seriously, stop growing up.

We decided to go out on Saturday night with Doug’s family, and had a great dinner at Chandler’s on Union Bay. Amazing food, amazing views. We scrambled to find a sitter for O so we could make it an adults-only event, but after half a dozen attempts it was clear that it was not meant to be (hence the crayons and such all over the table). The epitome of Mother’s Day, right? . She was SO excited that she got to wear her “party dress” that she begs to wear on a daily basis that she did pretty well at a long meal, all things considered.

Today I was surprised with breakfast in bed and then Doug got my garden ready to go and I planted everything (mmmm…tomatoes…). Then we spent the afternoon lounging in the backyard and topped it off with Doug making my requested dinner – Mexican food, heavy on the guacamole. Simply the best. Mother’s Day 2012 in the books, and it was great.

One big bonus of the playgroup that we’re in is that we discover new places almost every week thanks to other moms in the group. This morning’s adventure was to Farrel-McWhirter Farm Park in Redmond, and it was so darling – a cute little farm area and tons of open space for the kids to run around and enjoy the sun. Thank goodness, because after Olivia’s midnight and 5am wakeup calls (do I have a newborn again?) we really needed to get out of the house and have some distraction and fresh air.

Olivia, Maren, and Finley were the three musketeers all morning. They had an imprompteau dance party in front of the barn, which was pretty darn cute to watch.

So this morning as I was getting ready for the gym, I noticed that Olivia was unusually quiet. Which of course troubled me. I yelled for her a few times to get downstairs, and when she didn’t respond I went looking for her.

As soon as I walked into her room, I was hit with the smell of nail polish. Pretty sure that you can see where this one is going…

Yep, she decided to take it upon herself to go into my bathroom top drawer, take out the darkest red sparkly polish that she could find, take it into her bed, and attempt to give herself a manicure. As you can see, it literally looked liked someone had been bludgeoned to death in her bed.

“I was painting my nails like mommy.”

The carnage? Her (basically brand new) duvet cover, comforter, top sheet, fitted sheet, mattress pad, and pillow cases. Not to mention her pants and top. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to scream, cry, or kill her. So I screamed, then cried, then used nail polish remover all over her body as SHE cried, then took her to kids club at the gym and dropped her off so I escape before I went completely insane. I tried rescuing the bedding and whatnot when I got home, but no amount of nail polish remover is going to clear up all of that red – it just runs all over the place when you add remover to it. It’s actually pretty amazing how much polish is in one of those little bottles.

The kicker?

We had to go to Target, because clearly she needs new sheets and I am not buying her any fancy bedding after all of her shenanigans. When we got there she started yelling that she didn’t like her clothes (because I refused to put her in a dress after this morning’s nightmare) and stripped practically naked in the middle of the store. And then screamed that she was naked because she didn’t like her clothes the ENTIRE time I was in the store trying to replace her bedding. I was so that mom. You know, the one we all look at and we’re glad that we’re not in their shoes. Except I was in her shoes and there was nothing that I could do about it because I had to get the darn sheets for her bed.

I’ve decided that potty training is one of my least favorite mom duties. Especially when your child is NOT at all interested in it. And let’s be honest, there are only so many songs I can make up about pee and poop to keep her entertained (and only so long that I can comfortably sit on the bathroom floor. I’m getting old.).

A friend snapped this photo today at Medina Beach, and I love it because it is SO Olivia. The kid has absolutely zero fear of water, and as soon as we get to the lake she can’t wait to plunge in as far as I’ll let her go – she begs to go into the “deep end”. She also usually insists on carrying a heavy bucket filled with rocks, which doesn’t really help when she has poor balance and doesn’t know how to swim. Can’t wait to get her into some lessons!